"We have unresolved issues, Max." Alec muttered, grabbing her by the wrist and pulling her into a more secluded corner of Jam Pony.
"What's going on with them?" Sketchy asked OC.
"Vada." She replied.
"Okay, you need to tell him the truth." Alec snapped the instant they were alone.
"What?" Max asked confusedly.
"You need to tell him the truth. You know why it's so god damn uncomfortable going to Logan's? Because of your god damn lie. As if things between me and Logan weren't fucked up already because of me being ordered to kill the guy because you couldn't, you come along and make it worse. I should have told him the fucking truth like I had planned. I'm ALREADY the bad guy. And as soon as I get into his good graces, you have to tell him a fucking lie and make me the bad guy again!"
"Stop shouting at me!" Max protested. "It's not even about that!"
"No," He agreed, "It's about your low opinion of me. It's low enough that I can move in on someone else's girl and not even feel bad about it. Fine, since you have SUCH a low opinion of me, I'll just have Matt take her over to my place when she wants to visit."
Alec began walking off.
"I thought things were good between us!" She shouted after him.
He looked back at her and chuckled bitterly. "They were."
"I hate it here." Vada pouted.
"Little fella's little fella.. Don't feel bad." Joshua cooed.
"Yeah, make yourself useful." One of the leaders said, tossing her a gun. She gently put it down.
"I don't do guns." She muttered in excuse.
"What's wrong with you, anyways?" The guy asked her as she picked up the gun and put it back on the table.
She sat down on a nearby stool. "You know my parents?"
He nodded.
"They're fighting again."
"What this time?"
"Where to put me. Apparently Max doesn't want me living with Alec anymore for some odd reason, and he took offense."
"Naturally."
"I mean, it started out as a simple conversation to get me and Dad more space and then.."
"Logan?"
"Yeah." Vada propped her chin up on both of her hands, frowning. "Nice guy and all, but my parents.."
"Yeah."
And the transgenic continued to polish each of the guns and they sat in silence.
The only one who fools Alec is Alec.
"Daddy!" Vada exclaimed, jumping up from her stool to greet him. She hugged him tightly.
"What's up, Princess?" He asked as he spun her around.
"I hate it here. Not the people… Just.." Vada trailed off. "I want to be at home with you and Max."
I thought things were good between us..
"Well, Max and I have problems to solve." Alec said after a moment. "And I didn't come to talk about Max, I came to see you."
"All there is to see is a highly depressed daughter." Vada muttered, glowering.
"Hey, Alec! There's an X6 on your street that they're tracking!" Somebody shouted and Alec kissed Vada on the top of her head before running to his bike.
"Somebody call Max and I'll get an X5 on my way out of the city." He shouted over his shoulder.
"God, will Cupid please get a clue?" Vada shouted at the ceiling and everyone shushed her.
"VADA!" Alec shouted.
"Coming!" She jumped off of her stool and grabbed a bike- Biggs' bike.
Alec and Max had excellent chemistry- even in fighting. They were fending off the sector police as Vada barked orders to the highly confused X6.
"We meet again, Vada." He whispered as he grabbed her waist.
Vada nearly stopped, but instead, she sped up. "Go any lower and I might just throw you off myself, Tris."
"But you wouldn't do that really, now, would you?" He shouted over the rev of the engine.
"Try me."
"This is NOT fair. He can NOT live here!" Vada shrieked at her helpless parents. "Why is he even HERE? Why can't he be in Bermuda or Canada or somewhere other than HERE?!?!"
Max shook her head, shooting a pitiful look at Alec.
"I know the bastard does not deserve to stay here, but we need to make sure he doesn't screw up and expose us." Alec reasoned and Vada just crossed her arms and pouted.
"He doesn't belong on this side of town. He needs to be with the Xs. The crazy ones should understand him better." Vada snapped.
"Vada, go to your room." Max ordered.
"But Maaaaax." Vada whined.
"That was almost a sitcom moment." Alec muttered.
"Almost?" Tristan asked. Alec glared.
"Almost."
Vada crossed her arms in the backseat of 'Baby'. Alec was driving her and Max to Logan's for a nice little visit.
"Behave." Alec ordered.
"Be nice." Max added.
"That's pushing it." Vada muttered under her breath.
"Be polite." Alec commanded. He looked into his rear-view mirror and Vada was pleading with him. "Be very polite."
"Damn." Vada whispered. "Can I curl my hair while I'm there? I don't like doing it at Joshua's because I don't want to take up any extra power."
"Fine." Max muttered. "As long as you behave."
Vada smirked.
"And be nice."
"Damn."
"Hi, Logan. Bye, Logan." Vada breezed through the room, heading upstairs as if on autopilot.
"What's with her?" Logan asked.
"Wants to curl her hair." Alec explained plopping down on the couch. "Maxie, darling. Aren't you going to explain?"
"I hate you." Max whispered.
"The feeling is mutual." He hissed back.
"Explain what?" Logan asked after a moment.
"Maxie here had me lying to you. We never did anything. We're not even friends." Alec stopped, letting the words take effect. "She lied to you when she said something went on between us. I wouldn't do something like that."
Vada looked up. Fire sprinklers?
She shrugged. She supposed Logan couldn't just stop, drop and roll if he needed to get out because of a fire.
She twisted up the top part of her hair. She hated her hair a lot.. She had so damn much of it. She took a chunk that she knew she didn't need, and the red-hot curling iron touched a new battle scar.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" She shrieked, the chunk of hair detached in her hand and on fire. She threw it up in the air.
"That HAD to hurt if she's screaming." Max whispered, and she and Alec sprinted up the stairs.
The smoke alarm went off and the sprinklers were going crazy as Max entered.
She immediately headed for the outlet, trying to unplug the curling iron.
Vada turned to her mother and grabbed the still-sparking plug.
Max and Vada shared an immediate electric shock. It took their transgenic blood to prevent them from screaming again.
"My hair." A wet Vada whimpered, as she picked up the scorched chunk of hair.
Logan and Alec came in, and Logan's hand brushed on Max's partially-bared back.
"Oh, sorry, Max." Logan murmured, not realizing what was going on.
Alec's eyes widened. "Logan, you touched Max's skin."
Logan looked at his hands. He felt nothing.
"I know what this means." Vada whispered.
The three adults turned to her.
"What?" Max asked softly. "What, honey?"
"The Virus, Mo--Max." Vada answered. "It's been cured."